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Chapter 171 Master, Do You Choose Death or Death 12
Even after Yunze approached, he raised his hand and patted the shoulder of the boy who was already much taller than her.

"good."

Yan Luo's expression of emotion made Lin Qing frowned slightly.

He really didn't expect Yan Luo to value Yun Ze so much.

Gu Sicun, who was next to him, looked at his eyes slightly, but knew in her heart that she was not the one Yan Luo really wanted to teach, but she never neglected him at all. Everything else is covered.

Apart from looking a bit cold, his master has done really well.

That is... no other extravagant demands.

Feeling Yan Luo's approach, Yun Ze's body stiffened instinctively, and then the cold fragrance filled the tip of his nose.

It is a smell that can make people feel at ease.

Yunze's eyes deepened slightly, and he looked sideways at the little hand on his shoulder. It was as white as jade, as if it was emitting light, and he took it back after just two light touches.

In fact, Yan Luo looked at Yunze and Gu Sicun's soaring heights, and felt melancholy in her heart. She still wanted to do a head-to-head kill, but she couldn't reach it_(:з」∠)_
At this moment, many people's eyes are also on Yunze. Some people with strong abilities can naturally see Yunze's cultivation at this time, and feel a little strange in their hearts. , can she still treat her like this?

But although there was doubt in his heart, no one dared to speak out.

Yan Luo glanced around, and then his eyes fell on the ice-blue sword on Gu Sicun's waist. Although Gu Sicun is said to have a water-type spiritual root, using the ice-type natal magic weapon will help increase his attack power.

And this ice sword is not extraordinary in Lingyunmen's Treasure Pavilion.

Gu Sicun was bowing his head respectfully, and began to think about the problems he had encountered in his cultivation. After all, with Yan Luo's level of cultivation of Binglinggen, a little help could bring him great gains.

Just as he was thinking about it, his body shivered slightly, and the Han Che sword at his waist trembled slightly, unsheathed, and fell into the hands of Yan Luo who was standing in front of him.

The sword in his hand was full of aura, and it was a little cold in his hand. Yan Luo looked at it, raised his hand to caress it, and then nodded, "It is suitable for you as a natal magic weapon. I found this cryolite before, and I will give it to you now." It also complements you."

With a wave of his hand, the sword returned to its sheath, and a faint blue light fell on the hilt along Yan Luo's palm, and the ice-blue spar was crystal clear and tied to the hilt by a light-colored silk thread , the tassels under the spar swayed slightly.

Gu Sicun immediately felt the traces of spiritual power on the spar, which slowly merged with his spiritual power, making his spiritual power more flexible, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Thank you, Master."

Yan Luo nodded and looked at Yun Ze, blinking his eyes, there was a trace of doubt in those star-like eyes.

"Where's your talisman?"

"It will take a while before we can choose." Yun Ze responded, his eyes secretly scanning Yan Luo's face inch by inch, as if he wanted to see clearly what was going on in her heart.

"Alright," Yan Luo nodded, a ray of light appeared in his hand, bursts of spiritual power scattered, and a silver-white sword slowly appeared in Yan Luo's hand, "You major in thunder spells, this sword The Profound Sword was given to me by your ancestor, so it is most suitable for you."

(End of this chapter)